This is a song about "Left"

Im being pulled left and right

At your best you might

Call me a product of my own damn hood

Promises that had us left assured

Damn, i ain't trying to disrespect

But he was lifeless, not a pulse left

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

She knows you masturbate left handed

That left ya without hope

Around my way, i'm cut throat

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Left, right, left, i've just gotta keep walking.

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

I'm still confused about why you left

With the rest who are left

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest